Yesterday, today, tomorrow we stand,
Trying to keep up with society's demand...

There are so many things that I have to be...
My life as the number one...

Each person is born,
With a story flowing throughout their body...

Room 102
Home of the KHS Marching Band...

I am not a perfect person
I don't say thank you every time I should...

He speaks to me what cannot be expressed,
He heals my heart and lets it rest...

That day...
It's still in my mind...

He placed his fingers on the ivory.
Pressing down in a light...

For days,
Months...

I will start by introducing you,
As the best friend that has helped me come...

Life is a riddle,
With no answer...

It wears off,
And it gets old...